By Dan Hagen
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| Here I am, at left, with my friend Don Starwalt in 2011 |
All the wrinkles under the eyes jumped me as
I was shaving this morning. The shadow of the old man looms. But the shadow of
the boy seems somehow to have become detached and skipped away, like Pan’s.
I glanced in a mirror one time last year, and saw Authority
staring back at me. Shocked the hell out of me.
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